Katie's POV:
My eyes welled up as I stared down in shock, my mouth hung open.
What was I going to do?
The pregnancy test was positive...
My placed the test in my pocket, my hands shaking. I gripped the sides of the sink, staring at my reflection in the mirror.
I had no idea how I would tell him.
2 weeks later.
I was preparing myself a drink when I heard the front door unlocking. "Hey baby!" My boyfriend, Harry, called out. "Hi babe. Good day at work?" I asked, he approached me, hugging me from behind.
"Yeah, an actual good day for once." He smiled into my neck. He slowly started moving me small kisses on my neck and collar bone, and I move away, giggling. "Stop it, Harry!" I laughed. He pouted a little and I have him a peck on the lips.
He carried on kissing me all over my face and I just snuggled into his chest.
"Hey, um, Harry. Can we talk?" I mumbled, remembering that I wanted to talk to him. "Uhh, sure?" He said nervously. I led him over to the sofa and he took a seat next to me.
"So um, you remember our date night 3 weeks ago?" I asked. He thought, before nodding. And then it turned to a smirk. "How could I not?" He said in a low, husky voice.
I took a deep breath, pressing my lips together. "And I haven't been feeling well since that day." I continued.
"Aw baby. You should've told me." He pouted, taking my hand in his.
"No, Harry. It's-" I sighed, looking down at our hands intertwined. "Harry. I- I'm pregnant." I said shakily, tears welling up in my eyes.
"P-pregnant?" He choked out. I nodded, wiping my eyes. "What, um, what are you wanting to do?" He asked slowly.
"I'm keeping the baby." I whispered as I looked at him. His face broke out into a huge grin and he threw his arms around me. "IM GONNA BE A FATHER!" He cheered, sniffing.
"You're not mad?" I exclaimed.
"Of course not. The love of my life is pregnant!" He laughed happily.
He passionately connected his lips with mine, making my eyes flutter closed.
"I. Love. You. So much. And our baby." He said between kissed, resting a hand on my stomach.
